Catherine pov. I noticed everyone around me was very busy, moving quickly as they went about their tasks. In the midst of all the activity, I focused on Mora. She carefully held a glass cup and placed it on each table in the large hall. When I caught her eye, I approached her with curiosity. Leaning in close, I whispered, "What's happening?" so that we wouldn't attract any unwanted attention. "Today is the anniversary of Luna Dim's death," Mora whispered back, her voice barely audible. "The Alpha holds a ceremony every year to honor her. Many packs, besides the Lycan, have been invited." I nodded, understanding the solemnity of the occasion. It was clear that the Alpha held Luna Dim in high esteem. "But why wasn't I given any tasks?" I asked, confused about why I wasn't involved. "Oh, I forgot to tell you," Mora said, glancing around the room before turning back to me. "You will be accompanying the Alpha as his escort today." Those words made my heart skip a beat. The idea of be
Catherine pov. "I tried everything I could to push him away, but he was too strong, and I had no choice but to feel helpless." As I looked into his eyes, I knew my attempts to break free were useless. His weight held me down as I struggled, but I couldn't escape. I felt completely powerless. "I wish I had the instinct to protect myself like a wolf does," I thought. My heart raced as he started undressing me, unbuttoning my dress easily. I heard the sound of his belt hitting the floor. The air was heavy with sweat and fear. I felt his hot breath on my neck as he leaned closer, his lips leaving a burning sensation on my skin. I winced as he explored my body, his hands rough and insistent. Despite my desperate cries and screams, no one came to help me. The silence was overwhelming, broken only by the sound of fabric tearing as he ripped my clothes. "I'm not interested," I begged, but he ignored my words. He continued his relentless attack, searching for my weak spot. His hands were
Catherine pov. Two weeks had passed since I last felt like myself. I started realizing my weakness, which bothered me a lot. For the past two days, I had been eating and sleeping more than usual. I was unsure of what was happening to me, but it seemed like everyone around me noticed. In the middle of my sleep, I suddenly woke up to the sound of loud knocking on my door. It was Mora, standing on the other side. "Hey," I said, realizing I had some free time and no work for the next hour. She entered my room and looked at me carefully before leading me to my bed. I could tell she was worried. "What's wrong with you, Catherine?" she asked, clearly concerned. I looked at her, still confused about my condition. "Mora, do you think I'm getting sick?" I asked, my voice filled with desperation. I stood up and walked towards her with a worried expression. As she moved around the room, lost in thought, she clasped her hands together under her chin. "So, you've been feeling weak, sleeping a
Max pov. "I scream, 'How is that possible?' as I glare at my sister, who is still grinning at me. Her approach is slow, deliberate. Her grin is still plastered on her face. 'Brother, why are you worrying so much?' she says. I take in her appearance: her wild curly hair is pulled back into a messy ponytail, her bright green eyes seem to gleam with a wicked glint, and the corners of her mouth turn up into a sinister smile. The smell of her perfume fills my nostrils, sweet and cloying. It reminds me of the false promises she's made and the lies she's told. I hear her footsteps echoing in the room, each step sounding like a warning. I can feel the tension in my muscles as she approaches me. My sister's plan is diabolical, a metaphor for the evil that is lurking within her heart. She is Alpha Lux's slave, and she plans to destroy his kingdom from within. Her goal is to take revenge on the Moon Pack for what they did to our family. My father's murder still haunts me, and I feel guilty
Catherine pov.. "Why does this have to happen to me?" I wondered aloud, sitting close to the wall of the dimly lit room. My eyes were fixed on my stomach, hoping against hope that it was all just a bad dream. The air was thick with a mix of emotions - fear, uncertainty, and desperation. I desperately needed Mora, my one and only friend, to be with me, to hold me and reassure me that this was all just a nightmare. As if in answer to my prayers, the door slammed open, and there was Mora, looking worried and concerned. I leapt into her arms, seeking solace and comfort. My head was buried in her shoulder as I sobbed uncontrollably, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don't want this child." She was silent for a moment, her hands running through my hair in a soothing motion. Then, she took me to the other side of the room and looked into my eyes. "Why are you crying, Cat? You should be grateful," she said softly. "This will demonstrate to everyone that you are truly Alpha Lux Luna."
Catherine pov. I returned to my chair, frightened of what he might do to me. I avoided looking up at him, holding my cheek in my hands. The air was heavy with tension, and my heart raced as I waited for his next move. Lux appeared, serving me some food. Despite my efforts to hide it, my hands trembled, and tears streamed down my face. He placed the plate in front of me and said softly, "Here." My eyes already felt wet, and I looked up, uncertain of how to escape the situation. The room was dimly lit, and the only sound was the clinking of utensils against the plate. I noticed how Lux fixated on me as we ate in silence. I considered asking him about his life, but I knew it wasn't the right moment. I stood up to clear the remaining food from the plate and realized it was empty. Lux grabbed my hands and looked up at me just as I reached his side. "What are you doing?" he asked, puzzled. I turned to face him, trying to tidy up the area so I could clean the dishes in the kitchen. He c
Catherine pov. I slowly opened my eyes, feeling as if I had been knocked out. The world around me came into focus, and I saw a figure dressed in white standing before Alpha Lux, engaged in conversation. As I sat up, my hands went to the sides of my head, trying to steady myself. I feared I might lose consciousness once again. Alpha Lux noticed my awakening and rushed over, holding me by my hands. "Are you okay?" he asked, concern etched on his face. I nodded, still holding my head. Trying to recall what happened, I remembered him hitting me, causing me to fall. I stepped back in fear, looking up at him. "Catherine, it's okay. I won't hit you again. I swear." His words did nothing to calm my terror, and I continued moving away, afraid I might disappear entirely. "You have to make her rest, Alpha, because of the baby," the doctor said, approaching us. "I didn't bother looking at the Alpha; I just stared at the bed," I thought to myself. The room was quiet except for the sound of t
Lux pov. I watched as she ran away from me, her long hair flowing behind her like a trail of fire. I could hear the soft thud of her feet hitting the ground as she ran, her breath coming out in short gasps. She looked like a frightened deer, scared and alone in the forest. I wasn't the type to just stand around and do nothing; I was pissed off, and I wanted to make her pay for running away like that. I knew I had to be careful, though. I had to keep my anger in check if I didn't want to hurt her or her unborn child. I was only doing that because I didn't want my child to get hurt, but after she gives birth, I will make sure she pays for every mistake she makes. I will teach her a lesson she won't forget. I shouted out to my beta, Alex, as I told him to go get me Catherine. It's difficult to remember her name, but after hearing the other slave call her Cat, I thought that was much easier to say. I needed to talk to her and find out what was going on in her head. I sat on my bed as